That’s my one consolation about their death, tragic as it was. They died together. They would have suffered greatly if they were parted for even a d...ay, even an hour. I’m glad of that much at least,” Cassie thought aloud as she held hands with an equally shaken Hector.“Irony, that their mausoleum was barely finished when they perished. Almost as if our parents had a premonition of the future. And this monstrosity was perfect for them, too. Modeled after the Taj Mahal, not a Greek or Roman design. We did it together and it was all okay.”She seemed to be listening as I told her over and over that I loved her and it would all be okay. I could hear her breathing, but she didn't say anything. She didn't agree, disagree or even acknowledge what I was saying. She was just quiet. Finally, I realized I wasn't getting anywhere and would probably just get in trouble at work if I didn't hang up and get back to it. I just said, “I better go. I love you, and I'll see you tonight.”She just gave me. "Thanks, mom. I haven't, but it makes me feel good that you understand. I like knowing I can come to you with anything, but I haven't." I know, Honey,” she said and squeezed Deana's hands. “Everything you need to know about those is in the booklet, but please trust me enough to come to me if you feel like you need those. I love you." I love you, too," Deana said and stood up.When Candy got up, Deana wrapped her arms around her and hugged her like she was trying to crack her ribs. She could feel. After about 3 rings a very deep voice answered saying hello ,i said hello and proceeded to introduce myself.he seemed very pleased to hear from me and we started chatting about ourselves.i found he lived with his daughter so he could not host very often.he was often away on the road for weeks at a time and he loved younger guys.i found he was in a hotel room in scotland and before long the subject got around to sex,dislikes and likes.he asked me if i was up for being fucked,i said yes,how do.